Orcs

The Queen took a stroll through her tower and surveyed the rabble she'd scrounged together for her growing army. Picked up the goblins who were simple minions that gave her numbers and the bandits were easy to please mercenaries who provided cunning and equal footing with the forces of men. But, it was lacking a key element other than magic which she had plenty of for the time being. No, it was strength that she required; pure brute **** that would terrify her enemies and make them think twice about retaliation. And so she finally decided on the next addition to her forces...

The orcs of the far end of the swamp were of the green species, the most disliked of all kinds. These green men and women were strong and were far less neutral than thier black and brown cousins, they raised many villages and raided many towns. They stolen men and women as slaves and took all the food and animals they could carry.

Orcs are a generally primitive people who stick to traditions and rarely allow any influence from outsiders. But the swamp orcs have the most expansive territory and most advanced society of the three kinds. Most live in camps and sometimes villages spread throughout their lands while others live in the few cities there managed to build out in the much. Solid stone structures where the strongest and smartest orcs reside.

It is widely believed that orcs are dull creatures, but that is because most raids are made by independent camps of orcs seperate from the orcish society. The others only raid when they need to and plan it long before the raid is carried out. In the orcish camps, villages, and cities, education is important and all children are taught basic skills and knowledge alongside combat. Those who find themselves adept at fighting are given a more phsyical education and become warriors; those who find knowledge their strength are made into memebers of the hierarchy who debate and make rules. It is those who excel in both that are praised most of all and grow up to become leaders and tacticians.

At this time, Nerium was making her way through the swamp once again, but this time a clear path had been made for her and her men as her forces had managed to clear so paths through their dangerous home base. It wasn't long before they started to see signs of the orcs with their symbols carved into the bark of the trees and trail markings littering the place.

Eventually they came through a thicket and found themselves before an orcish structure. It seems that they were building a new city and the place was occupied by hundreds of workers and guards. Two stood not too far away and made no movements as the group of men and goblins approached. "I wish to enter and speak to your leader," Nerium demanded.

"Yes, you may enter...but not them," one responded.

"Fine. Stay here, I can handle myself if things don't go smoothly," she said to her men who moved back toward the brush to set up a camp.

As the dark elf began to enter the orchish work camp, a hand came to her breast and pushed her back. The orc looked at her sternly and said, "No. Only orcs may wear clothes. All others have to earn the right. Tradition dictates it." Neri was taken back by this information and looked around for some slaves to confrim it. All the non-orc slaves she saw were naked, **** to work with thier priavtes moving about and exposed to the elements.

The witch grumbled and made her robes disappear in an instant, stood there and asked, "Happy now?!", and made her way throug the two sentinels. Each attemted to remain stone faced, but they couldn't pass up the oppertunity to get an eyeful of her sweet chocolate ass. Eyes of orc men and women alike followed the dark elf as she made her way through the work site. She spied a large tent she assumed the person in charge was staying and barged in ignoring the guards.

Inside she found a well dressed orc, at least from the waist up, bending an elven **** over a table. He looked up and continued as he stared into Nerium's eyes, "What do. you want outsider! I'm busy!"

"How many times am I going to have to say my name before someone recoginizes me. I am the Witch Queen Nerium, my tower is not too far from your site and I wished to make an alliance with the swamp orcs. I have human mercanaries and goblins at my side and thought your people would make a fine addition to my army."

He thrusted even harder, getting more arosued as he looked over her body, "What do you offer."

"Well, you won't have any fights with my bandits and I can provide more slaves and workers to build your city. Money is no problem as my current forces are driven by greed half the time. You would also have full control over the swamp and our paths through it and I could move my tower here to better the both of us."

He slowed down a bit and began pumping his seed into the **** who slumped over from exhaustion. The orc pulled out and came out from behind the table, letting the elf slide off and fall to the ground, "I like this. And so will our leaders who might even give me a promotion. I will accept your deal, but my men will need something more."

"Like what? Tell them what I told you."

"No, I don't really care for them, but tradition is important to most orcs. We must ask that you take a trail of trust in order to be accepted by us."

"What do I have to do?"

"Since you are a beautiful woman, we would ask that you give brith to a healthy orc. Your genes look strong and your smarts and magic will surely turn him into a powerful mage and scholar."

"How dare you! Firstly, I am not doing something like that! And second I may not look it, but I am too old to bare children. I was near **** not too long ago before I had my youth restored."

"Hmmm, well there is another trail we can do. The test of strength."The dark elf pondered at the name and decided that she could enhance herself magically in order to pass this test, and so she agreed to it before the orc could explain. "Okay! Stay here and I'll have the everyone gather at the top of the steps and come for you when eveything is ready." He went back behind the table to put his pants back on and dragged the elf with him as he left. Neri stood there for some time before the Orc came back for her, and during that time she enhanced her physical capabilities to ensure her success.